Lonely

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I don't, want, need love

I don't, want, need love

I don't need love because I've got you
I don't want love because I've got you

But without...

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lost

lost

A 15 year old girl lost in a big world Hurt LOST looking for that missing thing inside her
What do...

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Not Right.

Ive gotten reattached to you, and i didn't plan on that. I looked in to your deep green again which seemed...

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Empty Vessel

Empty Vessel

I need the silence
Blood flowing in my head.
Heartbeats quicken, jumping with abandon....

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Someone

Someone

Invisible
But somehow
You were able to
See what's clear

Silent
But you...

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Life's a Lie

Life's a Lie

I was at the top of my game, I owned my last name. At the rate I was going I was making history, I could've...

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Alienations Response To...

So deeply vast in multitude,
are they that crave to look upon my life and sneer.
Cope I could...

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All why you lye here

All why you lye here

Tonight I'm sitting here in this bed that feels so lonely to me even though you are here in it, thinking of...

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Acquisitive impulse

Acquisitive impulse

I don't like the openness of my space
It's too easy for intruders to enter or invade
I wish I...

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Un-similar

Un-similar

Solitary,
A state of being.
Solitude,
A state of mind.
Former,
Often an...

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Concrete Angel.

Concrete Angel.

Longing for rapture
On her glacier heart
Faithfully she lingers
-waiting and hoping...

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Music

Music

I used to love music,
The way it read my mind,
How it touched my heart,
As they sang...

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Nearer My God To Me

Nearer My God To Me

In my dream
the Lord cameth to me
seeking advice
on a query of theology

Told...

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My eyes

My eyes

Delve into green nothingness,
End up in cavernous space,
Drown in an eternal pool of pity,...

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Wandering doubt

Wandering doubt

Pain like this doesn't go away
when you've seen the things I've seen
your mind stops
...

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our story

our story

The morning traffic is never a sight
That any of us like to see
wither if you are driving to...